Not My First Military Move

Well, it’s been a little while since I have posted last. But here we go again.

It’s a new year, a new month, I turned 24 (ah!), and at the end of this January month Brendan, my husband, and I will celebrate our 1 year anniversary!! Oh my time sure does fly by fast.

Since the last time I’ve written we have now moved on to Flight School in Pensacola, Florida! It is SO MUCH better than Virginia, let me tell you. No more weeks spent by myself, nights where I only spent 10 minutes with my husband, and no more crazy schedules. It feels good to have some normalcy.

The day we left Virginia, we had packed up our 2 cars full to the brim, it was super icy out, and the rest of our stuff was in the truck with the movers. Boy it was so nice not to move ourselves.

The day we left all of my emotions were so different than last last time. I wasn’t about to burst into tears, I wasn’t angry, I wasn’t sad, I wasn’t nostalgic, I wasn’t… anything really. It was a little strange. I did like Virginia a little bit, but only being there 6 months and then leaving all I did was wave good bye and say , “C’ya later!”. And that was it.

It was some what bitter sweet leaving because I would always know that place to be our first military station, and really it felt like the first time being married and doing really well. I did make some memories and had a good job, but still, I was definitely not crying over this move at all.

Driving to Florida, blasting the music in the car, all I could think was, “Erin, you are literally moving to a different state right now. And none of this is really affecting you at all. Seriously? Are you even excited?” I was excited don’t worry. But as this will happen again and again and again, I guess I just got used to it fast! Probably a good thing in my case.

I was a little nervous for this new transition. Nervous to meet new military friends, to find my way around, to find a new job (I have exciting news for that one!), to find a new grocery store, target and all that good stuff. But just as it comes, we got here, settled in to our new apartment that we absolutely LOVE, and all those other small things have seemed to fall into place.

I can already say that I Love, with a capital L, Love Florida. The Beach is the best part!

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That picture was taken on Christmas day! Isn’t it amazing?

Thinking about myself this time last year, I feel like I am totally different. And in a really good way. I am more independent, know how to pay the bills, know how to get around, I know how to cook like a boss, I am starting my own job, live life a little healthier, and most importantly I really like how my marriage has affected me. That sounds a little weird to say but its true. I look at so many things differently now that I have almost a year of marriage underneath my belt. And it feels really good to be who I am now.

I am so ready for our journey to continue here in Florida. I am excited for the challenges, joyful moments, hard moments, what God is ready to show me, for Brendan to start actual Flight School, and mostly to make memories.

Thanks for reading,

~Erin

Isaiah 43: 18-19 “Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.”

2 thoughts on “Not My First Military Move

  1. Grandma Betty

    Glad to hear everything is moving in a positive direction for u & Brendan. Your on an exciting adventure . Enjoy the moments where God leads you & the times of testing. It’s been interesting to watch & b a part of your growth in confidence & your spiritual walk. Love you both very much & pray for u daily. Congrats on almost 1 yr anniversary!!

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